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Ahhh thank you so much for this!! ^_^ I’m just now seeing this... but it’s adorable :) I hope you had good holidays! <3

Voltron Little Gift Exchange!

Written for @black-glitterr with the prompt of: ���Little Keith with Daddy Shiro, maybe being read to sleep? Could be the night before Christmas?” 

While writing this I listened to the minecraft soundtrack so im so sorry about that part… but anyway! Enjoy!

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The entire day of Christmas eve had been an experience for the both of them, that was for sure. When Keith had woken up, he had been big, They had eaten breakfast at home thanks to Keith being big enough to cut up some fruit to make fruit and oatmeal for the both of them.

Shiro had then brought Keith to the grocery store for them to stock up on some items for Christmas dinner the next day and prepare the desert for then, but while at the store Keith had complained about walking, saying he wanted to ride in the cart. Shiro, of course, had obliged and set the little muffin in the cart and pushed the rest of the time. 

By noon they were sitting on the couch, watching some cartoon on the tv, when Krolia called and alerted them she’d be in for the holiday and bringing presents. That had definitely gotten Keith excited about what was to come. 

The rest of the day was full of snuggles with Kosmo, Shiro, and Keith lulling himself into his headspace. As soon as dinner arrived he was sitting in his high chair and being fed some mashed potatoes and peas. Not a favourite, but Keith wasn’t very picky when little. He just wanted to munch and get to bath time! 

Bath time was ever the more fun, Keith got to use some peppermint scented soaps that were shaped like gingerbread men, while Shiro scrubbed and washed his soft raven hair. After the bath his violet eyes were starting to droop. 

Shiro placed him in a cozy black onesie, making sure to diaper him up, brush his hair, and give him his red paci. Keith was tired from his lazy day, clinging to Shiro while he was carried off to bed where he cozied up and snuggled into his favourite red blankie. 

Right before Shiro could turn off the light the little grabbed his hand, spitting his paci out in the process. 

“Bubba!! No!” Keith said frantically, huffing as he tried to sit up. Shiro pushed him back down and rubbed his stomach, cooing to him to calm down. It was effective and Keith did calm himself, although not perfectly. 

“What’s wrong little moon? Don’t you want to get to bed so Santa can be on his way?” Shiro asked, confused. Keith furrowed his brows. 

“No Stowie?” He asked, holding onto his red blanket tighter and tilting his head. Some of his bangs fell over his eyes so Shiro pushed them away with ease before answering. 

“Story? Baby of course you can have a story!” Shiro kissed his cute rosy cheeks. “Why didn’t you ask sooner?” He tickled the little’s little tummy which made Keith screech a giggle. 

“B-bubba!! NOOO!” Keith thrashed. Shiro gave mercy and stopped his tickling, only to rain kisses on Keith’s round little belly. “Stahppp-” Keith huffed, puffing his chest. 

“Okay! Okay!” Shiro said, pulling away. “Now,” He stood up and walked over to the bookshelf in the room, holding up two books from it. “Dr.Seuss’s Grinch or The Ten Little Snowmen?” He asked. 

Keith thought this over, long and hard, even pouted his little lip. Shiro was patient as the little decided, just smiling at how adorable he was. Soon however, Keith made a decision. 

“Gween man!!” He said aloud, kicking his cute little onesie covered feet out in reply. Shiro settled for, that meant Grinch, and came over to sit down by Keith, letting the little effectively snuggle up and into his arms as he opened the book. 

Shiro cleared his throat. 

“Every Who down in Whoville liked christmas a lot…” 

As Shiro read the story he gained a few giggled and even a few gasps from Keith. He read with such enthusiasm and character interest he himself got lost in the story that the great Dr.Seuss wrote, by the time it was over he barely noticed how Keith was melted into his side, sound asleep. 

Shiro was gentle as he shuffled himself out of Keith’s grip and laid him down, tucking the warm blankets around his short and limber body. Shiro put the book back on the shelf and turned the lamp off, leaving only the nightlight’s glare to fill the room. 

Finally, he settled onto his own side of the bed and let himself naturally pull Keith into his arms, resting his head on-top of the little’s soft hair, before gently smiling. 

“Goodnight little moon. Tomorrow is going to be a good day…” 

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So uh, this took me forever and I apologize, but I hope you enjoy it! Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! 

–Mommy Lily loves you!!!

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Christmas Decorations- For the Voltron Little Exchange

This is for @rubymoon-snape ^_^ I really hope that you like it! I am so so sorry this is 2 days late! Consider it a late christmas/early new years gift! :D I hope this is okay for what you wanted :) 

It had been the longest week of Shiro’s life, and that includes every finals week at the Garrison.

He knows Keith has secretly been looking forward to today all week long. He’s standing outside, twisting a too-long jacket sleeve in his hand when Shiro pulls up to pick him up. Keith practically runs to the car.

“Hi baby,” Shiro says as casually as he can, trying to get a gauge on how Keith feels.

The answer is obvious when Keith’s reply is a dramatic disgruntled groan, and he literally tosses his bag over his shoulder to let it clatter into the backseat. He proceeds to then faceplant his head into his hands and slump completely against the passenger window.

“Bad day?” Shiro asks. He gets no answer.

He knows that this is ending one of two ways tonight, and he’s gotta play his cards right.

“Okay,” he tells Keith, very softly, and just starts to drive. As he does, he turns the radio on, very low, and for now he forgoes the Christmas playlist and goes for Keith’s favorite punk playlist.

It takes until they’re nearly turning onto the street to the apartment before he notices the subtle way Keith nods along to the songs, swaying a little in his seat. The lines on his face have softened out a bit. He turns them for the Starbucks drive thru, orders a a peppermint mocha and a gingerbread hot chocolate for Keith. Once he pays the man, Keith’s making literal grabby hands for his cup and smiling just a little. It’s the first sign of progress, just as usual, they have to ease Keith into it.

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The boxes filled with Shiro’s Christmas decorations are already stacked around the living room in various states of unpacked. They stop in the doorway and Shiro helps Keith out of his coat, and unties his shoes for him so he can kick them off. Keith abandons his Starbucks cup on the kitchen counter and disappears into the bedroom. Shiro takes that small hint and collects it, pulling out a familiar red sippy cup from the back of the kitchen cabinet and empties the cup into it. He spends a few minutes tidying up the living room a little, finding the blanket Keith likes best and turning on the speaker to play some soft Christmas music. He puts Keith’s sippy cup on the coffee table.

Sure enough, after a few minutes, Keith returns, clad in fuzzy pajamas and holding a trademark red stuffed cat. He makes a puzzled sort of face, before he spots the cup on the table, and grabs it somewhat reluctantly. But he takes a seat next to Shiro on the couch, and it takes less than a minute before he’s sipping on it and leaning his head against Shiro’s warm shoulder. He looks happy for the first time all day. Shiro takes the blanket and effectively bundles him up with it around his shoulders. Keith starts to settle down more and more, and Shiro starts humming along with the tune of the music, rubbing a hand absently over Keith’s shoulders.

Keith doesn’t take the sippy cup away from his mouth until he’s had nearly all of the hot chocolate, and hiccups softly when he’s done. He starts playing with one of Shiro’s hands, and when he starts  bite his lips, Shiro pulls the final remaining step out from his pocket. Keith’s eyes light up a little bit when Shiro passes him his pacifier. Keith pops it into his mouth. Red, with a little rocketship on the front. He’s got a matching clip with stars and moons on it, which Shiro clips it to the collar of Keith’s t-shirt. He’s absolutely notorious for losing it.

They sit like that for a while, relishing in the warmth of the heater running, and the soft Christmas tunes. Shiro still sips at his mocha, thoroughly impressed but not surprised at little Keith’s ability to drink sugary drinks so fast.

“Can I try your coffee?” Keith asks softly.

“I think you’re too little for that, baby,” he says and ruffles his soft black hair. Keith instantly blushes pink. Aha, got him. “The hot cocoa wasn’t enough sugar? You’re going to be bouncing off the walls if we aren’t careful.”

“Nuh-uh.” Keith says indignantly, but offers nothing more. He pops his paci back into his mouth, chewing and toying with it halfheartedly. Shiro’s sure it’s the most endearing thing he’s ever seen.

“Uh-huh. I know you, Starlight. C’mere.” He tugs Keith closer and he all but flops into Shiro’s lap, where Shiro situates him in his arms and they rock back and forth. He kisses Keith’s hair between his sentences, smiling. “So, what do you say we turn on a Christmas movie, and we can open up the boxes. You can start collecting all the ornaments for me, and I’ll get the lights all set up.” He plants tiny kisses on each of Keith’s warm cheeks. “We know they like to be difficult. Almost as much as a certain little lion I know.”

Keith whines a little, but he sees his smile before it’s buried into Shiro’s shirt. Keith hides, and squirms and whines indignantly when Shiro continues his assault of kisses. He eventually gets fed up and wriggles his way out of Shiro’s clutches, dashing over to grab the stockings from where they lay atop a box.

“Decorations!” he demands, jumping up and down a little.

Shiro concedes, standing up to come join him. Keith hangs the stockings up by the mantle, stopping to inspect that they're straight three separate times. He puts Red inside one of them to watch as he hangs the other. Shiro works on untangling the lights, and watches as Keith whirls around the room, bouncing happily. He arranges a scene of fake snow and reindeer into a centerpiece on the mantle, complete with tinsel strewn about in the snow. He opens up every ornament box and attaches hooks to each one. And even by then, Shiro is still working on the lights.

“Daddy, you’re slow,” he whines. “What am I supposed to do now?”

“You could try being patient, I’ll be finished with these soon, baby,” he suggests, smiling when that earns him the expected indignant whine.

“Hmm,” Shiro considers once more, and gets an idea. “I’ve got something for you, little star.”

He returns a few minutes later with a stack of construction paper and safety scissors, and plops them down on the coffee table. “Do you want to make paper snowflakes? We can hang them from the ceiling.”

Keith nods emphatically, and Shiro pats his head. “Be careful with the scissors, ok? Want me to show you how Daddy does it?” He knows Keith can probably manage, but he knows that this might help him stay better in the headspace.

“Yeah!” Keith replies, so Shiro pulls him into his lap. “Okay, so you fold in half like this…”

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Two hours later, they’ve transformed Shiro’s little living room into a warmly lit and sparkling Christmas scene. Keith hung the stockings, and put each and every ornament on the tree. Shiro even picked him up so he could put the star on the top. Keith made more snowflakes than they could count, and they strung them up everyplace they could think. Keith attached one to Red’s neck like a little bow. By the end, Shiro thinks he could go for a nice long nap, but he’s got a very excited little one on his hands now. They compromise on a short break on the couch before they make dinner and cookies, and do all the cleanup.

Shiro brings Keith with him to sit in his lap, wraps him back up in the blanket, and gives him his sippy cup refilled with milk. “So what do you think, baby?” he asks.

“‘S good,” Keith says, nodding and sipping his milk. “Pretty!”

“I think so too.”

“Cookies?” Keith murmurs, burying his head into his shoulder.

Shiro chuckles, rubbing a hand up Keith’s blanket covered back.“Yes, and then we make cookies.”

Keith emerges from his hiding place, tosses his arms around Shiro’s neck and effectively hangs off him. He spits out his paci and Shiro thanks the stars for pacifier clips. “And then eat the cookies!”

“After dinner, yes, baby.”

Keith shakes his head. “Just cookies. All the cookies.”

“All the cookies?” Shiro raises an eyebrow.

“Yeah!”

“Every last one?” He prods, poking a finger softly into Keith’s side to tickle.

“Ye-yeah!” he squeaks out, bursting into giggles. “Yeah! F-f-for dinner!” he gasps between words as his laughter grows. Shiro keeps ticking until Keith is squirming in his lap, he’s wiggly, and little or not, wow Keith’s reflexes are fast. But Shiro is strong and he gets Keith effectively trapped between the plush red throw pillows and Shiro’s chest.

“Aw but if Keith eats all the cookies, then there will be no cookies left for Santa,” he tells his little seriously. He slows his tickle assault to a feather light circles with his fingers right where Keith’s shirt slipped up to show his tummy. “And if Santa doesn’t get any cookies, he might not leave any presents… Then there’d be no presents for Keith, no presents for Daddy…” He starts tickling again, going right for his tummy, earning a shout of laughter.

“No, no, Daddy!” Keith giggles. “I take it back!”

“What was that, I couldn’t quite hear you Starlight.”

“I take it back. I take it back, Daddy!” Keith squeals, surrendering Red when he tries to use her as a barrier to safeguard from the tickles. “I promise not to eat all the cookies.” he eventually resigns.  

“Good,” “You were very good this year and Daddy wants you to get your presents,” says Shiro, squishing Red back into Keith’s waiting arms and smiling when he squeezes her close. As he does, Shiro sees the tears that begin to build, swelling up in violet eyes, and he starts to panic a little.

“Oh, baby…” he begins, grappling for what could have upset him.

Keith shuts his eyes tightly, and the tears spill out slowly, but just a few. He doesn’t make a sound, but he grabs about until he can recover his pacifier from its hiding spot someplace in the blanket, and jams it into his mouth, chewing pensively for a minute. He breathes, and Shiro takes a moment to rock him again.

“I…” Keith speaks very softly after a moment, full of disbelief. “I’m good?”He doesn’t open his eyes.

“Oh,” Shiro coos, understanding.“You’re very good, little star. You’ve done so many things this year.” Keith replies with a small hiccup, but there’s an almost-smile there.

“I mean it, baby. You learned so many new things. You made friends. You drew lots of pictures, and ate so many good foods. You took good care of Red, and you worked so hard. You did all of this decorating!” He reaches out to swipe a tear away when it slides down Keith’s rosy cheek. “And most importantly?”

“Mos’ impor-ton-ly?”  Keith speaks around his pacifier, eyes peering up at him again, wide and bright.

Shiro kisses his forehead softly “Most importantly, you made Daddy so, so incredibly happy.”

“So I hope you get everything you desire, Starlight. I really do.”

“Merry Christmas Daddy,” Keith whispers.

“Merry Christmas, little star.”

[black-glitterr]

good god ur right

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I dont have a lawn, but you can vacuum my room

“Super Ina will heal your wounds, Keef!!”

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A cuddley boi

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So. 

I’ve been feeling really weird and uninspired. BUT HOW ABOUT THAT SHIRO REVEAL YALL!!! My heart is so happy!! 

this is pretty unrelated...

I am so SO happy that i’ve gotten good responses to the little hc’s i’ve posted here and i want to write like, an actual fic surrounding a ddlb/cglre sheith dynamic but like... 

a.) would anyone be interested in that?

b.) it would probably include a lot of silly and mushy moments

c.) should i also include the angst? because i have a lot of angsty hcs for this AU and like... should i include those or should i stick to fluff? 

d.) would it be okay to have it be a bunch of connected drabbles/oneshots? or would an actual multichapter fic be better?

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I love thissssss ✨

little!Keith doesn’t like sleeping alone!! He prefers to sleep with other littles bc they can play till they fall asleep, but If no one is dropped a cg is just as gooood

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shiro calling keith baby in front of one (or more) paladins and keith just melts

Yes exactly, 110%. He'd probably try so hard to hide that he's flustered too and it's adorable

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my fave pic of the boy

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unproblematic opinion: keith loves when shiro calls him baby. in any and all contexts

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omg im in love with ur blog :,) there's only one other cglre vld blog (babbydrabbles) i know of and im so happy there's another!!!! pls keep up the good work💖✨

Awww thank you friend! 💖 also I hadn't heard of that blog. I'm about to go check them out, so thank you! I'm excited to keep writing stuff!!

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Real things little Keith has done (and likely gotten in trouble for):

Round two of sheith age regression hcs y'all

Filled his sippy cup with coffee

Spilled said coffee all over one of shiro's nice button-downs, which Keith wore without permission

Drawn horns and a unibrow on Iverson's portrait in shiro's old year book

Named all of the rivals in his Pokemon games "Dickface"

Filled his sippy cup with redbull (I have done this before oops... And if you're wondering bout the blog name, well.)

Stolen or hidden Shiro's shoes, razor, toothbrush, etc. in effort to keep him from getting ready & leaving for work.

Eaten shiro's (clearly labeled) leftovers from the fridge

Washed his favorite stuffed lion in the washing machine and consequently ruined it. He didn't get in trouble for that one so much as Shiro had to try and get him to stop crying after and remind him how stuffies and washing machines don't mix. They went to the store that night to get Keith a new one (and some ice cream) because Shiro's a bit of a pushover

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yo i stumbled upon your sheith age regression thoughts in the tag and i gotta tell you: I'M SO INTO IT. i like nonsexual age regression stuff, and your list of head-canons was super awesome. i hope you add to it at some point! have a great day :)

Aw anon you made my day! 💜:) im super glad you liked them and I definitely am looking to keep adding onto it ^_^

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So I have an age regression themed Sheith AU that I’ve been sitting on for 1800 years and I’m gonna throw out some random stuff about it now because I have FEELINGS about little Keith and cg Shiro and realized that there is not enough content

**If this isn’t your cup of tea, then don’t read it. you’ve been warned.**

If this is your cup of tea, and if you have questions or comments or HCs, I welcome them wholeheartedly! :) I’m typing this out ultra fast before I leave for work so I’m sorry it’s messy!

Keith? the most easily flustered, stubborn, and low-key clingy little everrr

he’s super quiet though--rarely throws fits but suuuuper prone to going non-verbal and not communicating his wants and needs & then he gets frustrated

I HC his little age as between 3-7 depending on the day. tends to stay around 4-5ish. Not quite a toddler, but also not quite a big kid yet. 

He’s a big fan of sippy cups, cute pajamas, stuffed animals, and video games

loves being read to 

loves being picked up and carried around by big strong daddy shiro

is the kind of person who feels they would just die if anyone outside of Shiro found out about his little side 

he won’t even do very small things if in public, like carry around a cute keychain on his bag or pack animal crackers as a snack. even if he’s feeling little he would never let himself do anything in front of other people

that can also lead to issues...with Keith not letting himself have the things he enjoys but also not taking the private time out to do it and sometimes Shiro has to coax him into littlespace before he has a meltdown

his biggest trouble-making trait as a little is that he’s a fussy eater

he’s...so full of love?? little keith just wants hugs and cuddles and for shiro to know how much he loves and admires him (i just want keith to be happy and express himself for once)

and Shiro?

I feel like he low-key has a complex for always wanting to take care of others

Not in an unhealthy way--though it can be if he forgets to take care of himself--but in a way that it keeps him grounded to be there for someone and he enjoys it a lot

he thinks Keith is the cutest thing ever when little and actively tries to make him flustered (but not too much or he’ll have a very upset lil Keith)

takes on this unbearably soft and adorable demeanor when caring for Keith, but he’s also smart and commanding enough to lay down the law when it’s needed, tho Keith rarely does anything exactly “naughty”

the actual king of sweet pet names and you can fite me on this one--his faves for keith are: baby boy, sweetheart, little prince, & cutie pie

Annnnnd i’m out of time to write.... the Shiro hcs are so underdeveloped i know, but i just had to throw this out right now. 

if you have your own hcs, comments, ideas, questions, etc. I will wholeheartedly accept them because i live for this cute stuff!!